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Forced exhibitionism, tickling, and denial

I don't share much on here (as you can tell by my username!), but I don't think I have seen this story shared on this site before - and I think it's exquisite: An Exercise In Dominance

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This may be relevant to your interests...

a short story:

Jessica’s Ruined Orgasms
Submitted by Gil

Jessica has a problem. She has to masturbate, to orgasm. And she has to do so quickly....

Denial is Frustrating, but Great

My pussy is already becoming wet from denial. It has only been two days, but it feels like a month. My Master said that I cum too much, which is true. I used to cum whenever I wanted. I never obeyed my commands and now it is time for my punishment. If I said I was upset, I would be lying. To start, I am on a no-touch basis, not even through my panties. I have to beg for permission just to touch my breasts. This makes me all the more aroused because I love being submissive. Also, I am to keep my panties wet, whenever possible. I imagine the most erotic sex scenes I can think of.

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Devotion

I'm kneeling for you, Sir.

Please, Sir, don't you notice? I'm so, so, SO, fucking horny, god, I need to cum, Sir, please. Please, Sir, I'm kneeling so pretty, just like you love, just exactly in Position as you have taught me.

God, why don't you notice me. Just look at me, please, Sir.

I did my lines today, as you told me, my hand is still aching, I swear I have not touched my pussy this week AT ALL. 4 days, Sir, FOUR DAYS, can't you see I'm dying to cum????

Please notice me, Sir.

My knees are fucking hurting, why do I do this. My back is starting to tremble.

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Milovana

Hello again (long time lurking...)

I just found this, and thought I would point to it, for others interested.

milovana

I really appreciate the idea of aching pussy being clamped open wet, as if holding the door for a cat who begs to be let in, then sits down when the door is opened.

Happily yours, Just enough

A moment to myself---or so I thought? -- Part II

I began making soft noises in response to his ministrations. His tongue stopped flicking just to lightly trace little circles about the tip of my nipple for a few moments, before resuming its previous torture. I moaned breathily and squirmed below him, trying in vain to grind my pelvis against his.

A moment to myself---or so I thought?

I locked the door before slowly turning around and smirking to myself. (Finally, some 'alone time'...) First came off my shoes and socks, before I shimmied out of my pants and pulled my shirt up over my head, tossing both articles of clothing into a pile beside my bed. Next I unhooked my bra, tossing it into the pile as well, before slowly pulling down my panties. My panties joined the rest of my clothing in the pile.

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